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                <title>This is one of my lil sis's poems</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 17:01:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Something Inside Me<br />
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                               There's something inside me<br />
       It gives me morning sickness it makes me eat more all the time<br />
                 It grows everyday it is something I want and dont want<br />
                         But most of all it is the small gift of life.<br />
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                                                                      - Jordan Martin 12<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Roselle987</author>
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                <title>seperation</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 18:28:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ what seperates freestyle photographers from career photographers is the way they percieve an event. freestyle is when you take photos of what you want when you want.career is for a job so you take photos of what your customer wants. i prefer to be freestyle cuz it shows and expresses your look of things and not someone elses.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Roselle987</author>
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                <title>Stop animal testing</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2007 12:25:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have devised a way to stop animal testing. But we all have to pitch in. We will all sign a petition and send it to the goverment. And if any of them care and have a heart all tested animals will be free! So i will write an article later and we will start from there.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Roselle987</author>
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                <title>My novel prolouge</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Aug 2007 17:53:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The woman raced down the darkened street glancing back at the beast behind her. She turned down the corner and quickly swerved to the left to miss a large carriage parked on the road. She ran alongside the canal before catching her slipper on a loose stone<br />
and tripping, flying face first onto the cold stones of the street beneath her. She quikly whirled around, triggering a searing pain in her ribs. She gasped and ripped off a gold chain and locket as a set of jaws snapped shut an inch away from her nose. "I will not let you destroy the rest of my family", she screamed. The monster lurched forward as the woman threw her locket into the rushing waters beside her, sealing her fate.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Mean people</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2007 17:54:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm so tired of mean people. They all just need to get over themselves and pull their heads out of thier butts. I am tired of people deciding that because they don't like something somone did they can go ahead and stomp all over the artist's self esteem. Did they think that if they do, that it'll make the world go around again?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Roselle987</author>
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                <title>Anger</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 08:45:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Anger is a funny thing. One minute you're happy as a daisy and the next minute you're about to burst with frustration. I have seen alot of it in my thirteen years. Maybe my friend is right. Maybe we all need to inject ourselves with laughing gas to stay happy.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Roselle987</author>
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                <title>A vampire conversation</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 17:29:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "W-What are you", stammered the man. The beautiful woman turned and gazed into his fearful eyes. "A vampire", she replied smoothly. Her voice was hard and icy. The man's skin paled and his face was suddenly sallow. "No, please don't hurt me". " I have no reason to bring harm upon you", she assured. "But you're a vampire, you are made to kill",he whispered. "That is what i am supposed to be', she voiced sourly."We choose who we are, you should now that." 'So you do not feed on humans", he questioned. "No", she answered smiling. "But that's a lie, you just killed him." "True, but he was killing you", she responded. "But you could of called the cops". He replied. <br />
"He was a serial killer though, he needed to die for them to find him",she answered. "Oh great, i was nearly a serial murderer victim."<br />
"Yes but I saved you."<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Roselle987</author>
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                <title>A dark tale</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 10:47:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The moon is high in the sky <br />
A pale glimmer of stars too<br />
And beyond the trees is a castle<br />
Large and dark ,a shadow in the light<br />
And in this castle sits a princess<br />
Pale skin the color of clouds<br />
Green eyes like emeralds<br />
and a voice sweet as sugar<br />
But despite her appearence she was feared<br />
for she was a witch stronger than satan himself<br />
And in the middle of the night ,she would fly to the moon<br />
and light it up and protect the people from the dark <br />
this only the greeks knew and from then on she was <br />
Selene mother of the moon<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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